C1844 Would You Please Accept It

She looked down at Ding Yiyi, her hair covering most of her face, which was faintly discernible in the light from the floor lamp. "I've always hated your little intelligence," she said softly.

After saying that, he chuckled as if he had thought of something funny. "Were you looking for this just now?"

She flipped her palm and took out the phone that Ding Yiyi had been looking for. "Here you are